<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:47:45.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Laugh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-4959930620678527179</id><published>2007-03-11T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T06:39:04.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wellwellwell!&lt;br /&gt;holidays are here again! and this time, my grandma (paternal) and my aunt (also paternal)&lt;br /&gt;came to spend this time with me. So, should i say it's a pleasure for them to be here? er..&lt;br /&gt;lemme think about it. I don't wanna be mean or disrespectful or anything, but they are the&lt;br /&gt;troublesome kind. They are WAY picky and TOO irritating to be true. Sometimes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm like that too (sometimes) maybe because we share the same genes (some). Heh!&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I know i'm like that. They don't. Or at least, i don't know they do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in case of anything, let me leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;But their coming gave me many opportunities to explore Sunny Singapore. My dad had been&lt;br /&gt;showing them around every single day / minute. So even I had a chance to &lt;strong&gt;de&lt;/strong&gt;stress. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a list of things we did:&lt;br /&gt;1) went to Marina Square, Vivo, Taka, etc. to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;2) travelled to Sentosa and explored the island, took lots of pictures, went onto SkyTower,&lt;br /&gt;     went to the top of the Merlion, bought souvenirs&lt;br /&gt;3) off to Newton Circus. Ate a lot. Grandma drank too much beer. Didn't make sense when&lt;br /&gt;     talking. I ate prawns and found it really good. My impression for it changed.&lt;br /&gt;4) Up on the 70th Storey of Swissotel at Equinox. Enjoyed the high tea and the picture-taking&lt;br /&gt;     sessions + panoramic view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, that's what we've done since they came (2 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i found out:&lt;br /&gt;1) That they really ain't that bad..&lt;br /&gt;2) That Snapple's Pink Lemonade is DELIGHTFUL!&lt;br /&gt;3) That the Sky Tower in Sentosa is worth its cost.&lt;br /&gt;4) That there's a guide book for Singlish. Eeekk!&lt;br /&gt;5) That my aunt is very much like me.&lt;br /&gt;6) That I wanna travel around the world in future.&lt;br /&gt;7) That I'm scared of many animals, even PEACOCKS!&lt;br /&gt;8) That skirts doesn't necessarily mean ahlian.&lt;br /&gt;9) That I like Zara again.&lt;br /&gt;10) That I can't resist temptation of shopping. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, to tell the truth, I've gain a lot these two days. And I must admit it WAS fun. Quite.&lt;br /&gt;and I also spend quite a sum which makes me rather guilty but nevermind. It doesn't harm&lt;br /&gt;if it's once in a while. I hope. heeeeee! I bought a pair of skinny jeans(grey) and 3 really&lt;br /&gt;pleasant top both from ZARA. A pair of 3/4 jeans from Pull &amp; Bear. And I finally got that pair&lt;br /&gt;of flats from Pedder Red!!! YAY!!! yup, that's about it. Ughh, i feel like a spendthrift. Well,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i AM. But then again, i won't have much time to do this until Os are over, so it's okay,&lt;br /&gt;i guess. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, it's time to read up on the EYE chapter. :) ohyeah, did i tell you i dissected the eye?!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i did that! I thought i'll barf. But of course i didn't. It's not that bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda fun. heehee. Esp. when you put on 2 gloves on each hand. That way,  you won't have&lt;br /&gt;to worry about the hygiene but you'll risk wrinkled (slightly) fingers when you take them off.&lt;br /&gt;But it's an enriching experience overall. At least I know that an inverted image forms on the lens&lt;br /&gt;and your brain would invert it again so you'll see the original one. Cool, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank God for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-4959930620678527179?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/4959930620678527179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=4959930620678527179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/4959930620678527179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/4959930620678527179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2007/03/wellwellwell-holidays-are-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-8104003734638847139</id><published>2007-03-06T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T06:57:26.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, i haven't been blogging for a while. Cuz my com is too slow to afford it. And&lt;br /&gt;also, im really busy nowadays. sigh. i really miss the days i could watch tv every&lt;br /&gt;day after school. Then take a good nap before waking up to do a LITTLE BIT of&lt;br /&gt;homework. :) hahhh!!! lovely!&lt;br /&gt;well, it's different now. I have headaches almost every day, literally and subtly.&lt;br /&gt;I am really stressed now. I even stayed home a few days because of this. That&lt;br /&gt;means i'll have more to catch up on. Which also implies more stress to come.&lt;br /&gt;UGhh.. i reallly wish this disgusting routine of mine would stop. At least, for an&lt;br /&gt;innocent day! arggh! i wanna go see a psychiatrist someday. I can't handle it. really.&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired of having this weird feeling. Let me try to describe it. I'll feel really&lt;br /&gt;tired and depressed at the same time. If you ask me why, I'll ask you back. It's&lt;br /&gt;very weird. And my neck always seem to harden. When I visited the doctor that&lt;br /&gt;other time, he said it was stressed induced. He gave me some medicine. I took it.&lt;br /&gt;And felt better for a few days and the tightness came back when i stopped taking&lt;br /&gt;them. This is frustrating because I genuinely hope to recover from whatever illness&lt;br /&gt;this is, but i don't wanna depend on medicine. They are not good for the human&lt;br /&gt;body if consumed too much. Then i gave up on those medicine.&lt;br /&gt;And i was asking myself why i was so desperate to find cure. I mean, I am a christian&lt;br /&gt;and could always seek help through God. But i kinda felt like he wasn't there. So i&lt;br /&gt;started flipping through my bible every day. It helped. Every time i read the bible, it&lt;br /&gt;seems like every pain is gone. God might have simply lifted my burdens in those&lt;br /&gt;moments. The thing is, after some time, I'll feel the tightness in the neck again. And&lt;br /&gt;this is a struggle cuz i feel tired of everything. I feel tired of BEING tired all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Tired physically and tired emotionally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna grow closer to God and always depend on him not only in times of need&lt;br /&gt;but every other time. I don't wanna feel tired or depressed anymore. I wanna be set&lt;br /&gt;free from all that's grasping onto me. I wanna have faith in God in whatever i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any of you would wanna give me some advice on this. Feel free to talk to me on msn&lt;br /&gt;or even here on my tagboard. Thank you and may God Bless You! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-8104003734638847139?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/8104003734638847139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=8104003734638847139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/8104003734638847139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/8104003734638847139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-i-havent-been-blogging-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-8065267486446272496</id><published>2007-02-17T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:21:37.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nf1FMez39IU/RdaBMtuEq3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQfVsh73CjY/s1600-h/dancedance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032351689064360818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nf1FMez39IU/RdaBMtuEq3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQfVsh73CjY/s320/dancedance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dance, Dance - Can you feel the heat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the name suggests, ? Dance, Dance - Can you feel the heat??? is an interschool dance competition, held in aid of St Luke Hospital. After a round of audition(s), 8 finalists (4 soloists and 4 groups) will bechosen to perform in the finals, held on 31st March 2007, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants can choose to perform a dance from various genres ranging from contemporary, to jazz and even break dancing! During the finals, the champion will be determined by both the judges, and the audience. &lt;strong&gt;Closing date for registration is on 23 February, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So, do you have what it takes to heat up the dance floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For enquiries, please email &lt;a href="mailto:mgsdancedance@gmail.com"&gt;mgsdancedance@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. For rules and regulations on the competition and entry forms, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.mgs.sch.edu.sg/forStudents-downloads.htm"&gt;http://www.mgs.sch.edu.sg/forStudents-downloads.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-8065267486446272496?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/8065267486446272496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=8065267486446272496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/8065267486446272496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/8065267486446272496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2007/02/dance-dance-can-you-feel-heat-as-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nf1FMez39IU/RdaBMtuEq3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQfVsh73CjY/s72-c/dancedance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-5167515275073522965</id><published>2007-02-13T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:15:01.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today. Yesterday night my body felt really&lt;br /&gt;tight and my heart was in pain (a bit) so i decided to stay home&lt;br /&gt;today and rest. Yeah, i feel better now. :)&lt;br /&gt;So.. i didn't do much today. Just lazed around. Tried on my new&lt;br /&gt;clothes. Read a bit of Bio then felt really sleepy. -.- Chat(ted) with&lt;br /&gt;people. Many asked me how i was gonna spend my Valentine's&lt;br /&gt;Day. and all of which i've answered " just like any other day ".&lt;br /&gt;haha. The sad thing is that i cant even go out tomorrow cuz of&lt;br /&gt;Drama! OMG! so annoying. But i've already prepared what im&lt;br /&gt;gonnagive you all tomorrow! But it's SECRET! heh. So see yall&lt;br /&gt;in school. Hope i can make it to sch tomorrow. O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-5167515275073522965?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/5167515275073522965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=5167515275073522965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/5167515275073522965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/5167515275073522965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-117109298113162226</id><published>2007-02-10T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:45:04.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! Haven't been updating. Sorry about that. Was VERY BUSY~&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Just came back from art practice lesson. So exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Mr ong taught me the conventional way of painting like those you&lt;br /&gt;learn in some academy or something. haha. You'll have to paint the&lt;br /&gt;base colour of the dark portions first, then touch up on it. It's kind of&lt;br /&gt;time-consuming. But i guess it's quite effective. QUITE. hahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and i have to tell you what happened to me when i disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;alright.. nothing much. Just studied and studied again. and oh! have you&lt;br /&gt;been to the new mall called 'SOHO at Central'? It's nice. It's near/at&lt;br /&gt;Clarke Quay. haha/. Went with Lydia after watching Pickle King (quite&lt;br /&gt;an interesting drama). WOW! There are LOTS of CLOTHES. But on that&lt;br /&gt;day i couldn't get anythign cuz i didn't bring money. Went with Mum the&lt;br /&gt;next day and bought this blue dress. It's knee-length with some flower&lt;br /&gt;pattern on it. REALLY NICE! ( yes, i know you're jealous) , a shirt, and&lt;br /&gt;a bag which i have been bringing to school ever since. Yay! so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah./ and i finally got back my chinese results! My hands were&lt;br /&gt;shaking when i was doing the math test before getting my results. And&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tay told us to continue next week. OMG. i think my words were wavy&lt;br /&gt;and crooked. and when i got to the conference room, i saw most people&lt;br /&gt;already tearing away. After a while, found myself tearing too. Maybe cuz&lt;br /&gt;of the stress and fear of getting a lousy grade. That atmosphere was&lt;br /&gt;unforgettable. :&lt;br /&gt;and so i got it back. An A2. Then i started crying all over again. Don't know&lt;br /&gt;for what cuz i really thought i would get B4 or below and have to drop higher&lt;br /&gt;chi but in the end, i didnt have to, so i was crying with relief and gratefulness&lt;br /&gt;that God had led my way. But on the other hand, i was angry with myself for&lt;br /&gt;not studyign hard enough for it. I remember saying that i don't care about cuz&lt;br /&gt;it was quite hard to concentrate then partly cuz EOYS were over and the next&lt;br /&gt;day, i was setting off to NewZealand already, so i kinda played most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;And now, i regret. ARGHH! Sometimes, i hate myself for being complacent and&lt;br /&gt;not getting my priorities straight. And this is what i get. But i think God wants&lt;br /&gt;to alert me through this and thank God i got it! I will not slack as much&lt;br /&gt;anymore, i'll work my .... head off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND then after that, we went to Discovery Center where i didnt discover&lt;br /&gt;anything at all. -.- only that the popcorn there is SUPERB! ahha. I ate them&lt;br /&gt;in spite of my ulcer. heh. ouch! IT's KILLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, went to Fairfield Methodist Church to watch a choir group sing.&lt;br /&gt;It was sort of like a musical or something. Real nice too. :)&lt;br /&gt;And touching cuz they are orphans from Taiwan. One girl was sharing with us&lt;br /&gt;how she became an orphan and how God took care of her and her family. She&lt;br /&gt;was crying at the same time. I wanted to cry too but didnt dare to. heh. I&lt;br /&gt;am going to set up an orphanage just like that in future. It really touched my&lt;br /&gt;heart. And the best part is that they dont even look like orphans. They were&lt;br /&gt;all smiling and laughing. Besides their nice clothes, there's something different&lt;br /&gt;from other orphans. It's the joy in them that is luminous and contagious.&lt;br /&gt;The peace they have it them that brings peace in others. I appreciate it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the fact that they are in such plight, however, still continue to&lt;br /&gt;praise God for his grace. I feel really guilty always askign for things and&lt;br /&gt;sometimes forgetting to thank God for what i already have. So from now on,&lt;br /&gt;I will give thanks no matter what... &lt;3 I LOVE YOU LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-117109298113162226?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/117109298113162226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=117109298113162226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/117109298113162226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/117109298113162226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116852276517333112</id><published>2007-01-11T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T05:55:38.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy everyone. I know i havent been updating my blog, and i apologize for that. :)&lt;br /&gt;School's so busy nowadays. With SOO MUCH HOMEWORK and SO LITTLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;This makes it even more stressful. And the fact that mid-years are in April, just&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna drop everything and give this hectic schedule a break. OMG! I'm&lt;br /&gt;soooo stressed!!!! Sometimes i keep doubting myself. That i cant handle anything and&lt;br /&gt; and everything!.... sighh.. but i know it's no use. Cuz I've gotta do what i've gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we can choose, and sometimes we cant. This is the time we (or I) can't,&lt;br /&gt;so might as well just enjoy this period ... O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for art today. MrOng went through our last year's prep work and final&lt;br /&gt;painting with us. OMG! So embarrassing! He put everyone's painting in front of us and&lt;br /&gt;we could all see each other's paintings!!! Mine was HORRIBLE VEGE-TABLEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG!!! i think i need a lot more practice than the others. Okay, let's not talk&lt;br /&gt;about the past. :) heh. So.. he went on talking about our coursework and prep work for&lt;br /&gt;this year. OMGOSH! I have no idea what to do! (oops!) I mean, I haven't decided on&lt;br /&gt;what i should do. YET&gt;. :P Hope i can make up my mind sooon, or else, i'm definitely&lt;br /&gt;gonna die for Os.!!! like, REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHH! so then i showed him my UGLY portrait (painting) and he said it was OKAY (...)&lt;br /&gt;and told me to finish up the background. ARGHH! i don't feel like painting anymore. I&lt;br /&gt;am sick of it. Anyway, after that, chessa walked me to the bus stop. It was raining&lt;br /&gt;persian kittens and golden retrievers!!! My phone was soaked. My bag was soaked.&lt;br /&gt;My shoes were soaked. MY WHOLE BODY WAS WET! OMG! i felt soooo freakin'&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable, sticky all over. But it was... fun. i mean, walking in the rain and all. With&lt;br /&gt;occasional lightning strikes and feeling scared. We were laughing the whole journey. It was&lt;br /&gt;hilarious!!!!!!!!!!!  hahahaha! yay! That brightened me up a bit after such a tiresome day. and Chessa got to throw away her Mcfly poster cos it was soggy and torn. awww..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that's about it. I came home. Had dinner, discovered that there weren't any spaces&lt;br /&gt;left for MrLow's tuition. Got angry at my dad for procrastinating and not informing him&lt;br /&gt;earlier this week when he had had a few slots. But i forgive him... Afterall, i could've done&lt;br /&gt;that myself. So yeah, I just think it's stubborn to stay angry over this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhm.. I'm going off now. It may be dunno-how-many days before i'll post again. Don't miss&lt;br /&gt;me. And don't be angry if put my blog into a near-abandoned situation. heeeeeees/.&lt;br /&gt;whatever that means. okay, CIAO! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116852276517333112?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116852276517333112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116852276517333112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116852276517333112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116852276517333112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2007/01/heyy-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116749587673114817</id><published>2006-12-30T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:24:36.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy everyone! It's really good to be back here. OMG! I miss my&lt;br /&gt;room and everything!!! hahah! I'm so excited, but i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. Hong Kong's really cold now. Compared to singapore, it's like&lt;br /&gt;a refrigerator and a desert. hahaha. okay, i give weird similes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, sorry for not going for the reunion today. I HAD to finish&lt;br /&gt;up my homework. I still have a lot more to do. Hope i'll make it in&lt;br /&gt;time. Same for those who haven't finish theirs. hees. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! today's a really weird day. I think i still have to get use to life&lt;br /&gt;here. It's like a couldnt get the hang of things. First, the wire on my&lt;br /&gt;braces cut into my lip and it bled. Then, I don't know why, but i cried&lt;br /&gt;a lot. Maybe cuz I pity my lip for having an ULTRA BIG ulcer and&lt;br /&gt;now, another Pierce-Through and also cuz i still miss my relatives and&lt;br /&gt;friends in hongkong. I had lumped them into one massive emotion which&lt;br /&gt;exploded then and there. but no worries. I recovered. And then at night,&lt;br /&gt;when we came back from vivocity, the lightbulb in my room literally&lt;br /&gt;broke off and that gave me a bad scare cuz there were fire droplets&lt;br /&gt;(whatever you call it) falling off from it. OMG and at the same time, it&lt;br /&gt;short circuited the whole house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells, i guess things will be back to normal soon. teeheee! :) i hope.&lt;br /&gt;O_o so yeah, that's about the whole day. oh no, school reopens next wed&lt;br /&gt;and im definitely not prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah, i bought you guys some souvenirs. Hope y'all like it! !!!&lt;br /&gt;seeya for now! cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116749587673114817?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749587673114817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116749587673114817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116749587673114817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116749587673114817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyy-everyone-its-really-good-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116749491563530111</id><published>2006-12-29T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:09:55.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm BACK! YAY! I LOVE HONGKONG!&lt;br /&gt;but i also LOVE TO BE BACK! heehee!&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo tired now. Gotta rest! Seeya tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116749491563530111?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749491563530111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116749491563530111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116749491563530111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116749491563530111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-yay-i-love-hongkong-but-i-also.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116485817923557270</id><published>2006-11-30T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:42:59.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to hongkong TODAY! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'll be posting until i get back.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. don't miss me. I'll get you all something. :)&lt;br /&gt;Have fun in singapore, if there's any. HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;okay, shouldnt be mean...&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm off! SEEYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3meiwai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116485817923557270?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116485817923557270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116485817923557270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116485817923557270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116485817923557270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-people-ill-be-going-to-hongkong.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116470828276574805</id><published>2006-11-28T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:05:00.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHHH! My painting is gross!! and I just wanna make a simple&lt;br /&gt;statement now: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I CAN'T PAINT FOR &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ALMOND'S&lt;/span&gt; SAKEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Im furious! Im livid! STUPID! I think I'm gonna die for art&lt;br /&gt;next year, esp. with THAT teacher teaching us. sighh.. this is tooo&lt;br /&gt;horrible to even THINK! AHH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116470828276574805?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116470828276574805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116470828276574805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116470828276574805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116470828276574805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/arghhh-my-painting-is-gross-and-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116464603194391906</id><published>2006-11-27T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:00:42.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGG!!!!!! Steven Lim is CRAZY! mr ong just showed me some of his&lt;br /&gt;videos. He's a complete pervert lahhh! I can't stand him. He's like this idiot&lt;br /&gt;and a wannabe! I mean, he could have spent his time on something more&lt;br /&gt;enriching instead of wasting it on those stupid videos. It really brings the&lt;br /&gt;moral down. Tsk! SIGHH!... Anyway, i shouldnt complain. Afterall he should&lt;br /&gt;be old enough to realise that. I just hope he won't spend too much time on&lt;br /&gt;those stuff now and look back at his life later to lament over the precious&lt;br /&gt;hours he'd thrown away. ARGHHH! Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i have enough time to do everything i have in mind. I wanna finish&lt;br /&gt;all my holiday homework, start painting and hopefully finish it and do at&lt;br /&gt;least 3 more chapters of bio before heading off to hk. oh yeah! and tidy up my&lt;br /&gt;never-seem-to-stay-neat desk and closet. But time sure flies.....&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind. wind fly? ohhh whatever! hhahaha/// i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;take care, ya'all!! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116464603194391906?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116464603194391906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116464603194391906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116464603194391906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116464603194391906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omgggg-steven-lim-is-crazy-mr-ong-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116464517566968915</id><published>2006-11-27T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:33:24.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sighh! I smell of smoke! Just came back from Orchard. Went shopping with&lt;br /&gt;Chessa for &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SKATER SHOES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. She waited for almost 2 hours for me to&lt;br /&gt;finish my sketch in school. Haiyah.. all because of MRONG!! He held me back for&lt;br /&gt;sooo long.. But Chessa waited. Probably because it's a wide-known fact that i have&lt;br /&gt;good taste, that's why she waited. Even if it was 2 hours... hmm.. must be. must&lt;br /&gt;be. HAHAHAHHAHAH. JOKING! Anyway, at last, she bought this really nice&lt;br /&gt;pair. It's limited edition. It's black. With really detailed designs at the side. This&lt;br /&gt;is the most elaborate shoe i've ever seen! And there was only one pair of it left.&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I would have bought it if I could. Sighhh... I shouldnt have bought so many&lt;br /&gt;in Hk hthe last time. But oh wells, enough is enough i guess. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Chessa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: You&lt;br /&gt;better take care of those shoes, or you'll know what will become of you. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, i just love skater shoes... There's always this connection between us..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAS. omg! i think i better get going. I seriously need a nice shower...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116464517566968915?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116464517566968915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116464517566968915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116464517566968915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116464517566968915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sighh-i-smell-of-smoke-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116455833323719670</id><published>2006-11-26T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T08:40:13.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... today's a nice day. Went to church without tying my hair properly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Had to tie it again after worship. But i dunno why, today it looked so ...&lt;br /&gt;weird. &lt;em&gt;hmmmm&lt;/em&gt;, must be another one of those Bad Hair Days. hahahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for fellowship, we celebrated Pastor Tay's and ShuQiao's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;ShuQiao finally came today! Just came back from HongKong, according to&lt;br /&gt;her. hmph! no fair! I wanna go too! Speaking of which, I'll be going back this&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY!!!! WOOHOO! So excited! But i feel kinda bad for my dad. He&lt;br /&gt;has to stay in sg cuz he's the mc for the Christmas Service. :( But whatever,&lt;br /&gt;it's not so bad anyway... Although he'll miss all the fun!!!! aww......................&lt;br /&gt;okok, back to topic. So.. today we played games. It was relatively fun.&lt;br /&gt;However, not as fun as i thought it could have been. But at least we allll had&lt;br /&gt;a good laugh! hahaha. It's so fun to play together and have fun, isn't it? XDD&lt;br /&gt;ANDand the fooood was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I tell you! I love the fan si (pronounced in&lt;br /&gt;cantonese) Aunt Chui made. AND the potato salad Kristina made. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sooo contented! THANK YA'LL!! to Aunt Chui (kumsa humnida!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... We went to eat, after church. Only our family this time. The rest of them&lt;br /&gt;are either already in HK or just went home. Anyway, i didn't have much of an&lt;br /&gt;appetite for lunch cuz i really ate too much during fellowship, so I just waited for&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad to finish their lunch. OMG! They took freeeeaaakin looooooong!&lt;br /&gt;Arghh! But I used that time to think about the design and everything for the&lt;br /&gt;Titus Fellowship notice board. And I got them all settled! YAY! heeheeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, we went home. When we got outta the lift, there was this really&lt;br /&gt;really old lady, with the hunched back and white hair and all... She was&lt;br /&gt;walking towards us. She spoke in teochew. And because Dad got out of the lift&lt;br /&gt;first, the lady kept blabbing on in front of him. But if you don't know, Dad&lt;br /&gt;barely understands teochew. The lady looked very desperate and worried.&lt;br /&gt;But my Dad couldn't understand a word she was saying. So Mum went to see&lt;br /&gt;what the matter was about. And soon, we found out from Mum that the old&lt;br /&gt;lady was looking for his son who, had white hair, had just been released from&lt;br /&gt;the hospital and was holding a walking stick. (according to the lady).....&lt;br /&gt;She was looking for her son who had gone to dunno-what floor to visit a friend.&lt;br /&gt;His mobile was off. And fearing that he'll hurt himself, his mother had gone&lt;br /&gt;from floor to floor to look for him, just to see if he's alright. so at last, Mum told&lt;br /&gt;her to go back home and wait for him. okay, we all felt kinda sorry for the old&lt;br /&gt;lady, but no one said anything much... until...at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't breathe properly again. And i don't even have the slightest idea why.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i was lying on my parents' bed, trying to calm down and all when&lt;br /&gt;Dad came and lay down too. He wanted to divert my attention so that I won't&lt;br /&gt;realise how little air i was taking in. He asked me if I'd felt anything about that&lt;br /&gt;old lady we'd seen this afternoon. I said yeah, it's kinda sad and i kinda pity her&lt;br /&gt;and all... Then he said, " you know what? I felt something. I think that the old&lt;br /&gt;lady really really cared for his son. She had a hunched back and had difficulty&lt;br /&gt;walking &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and she was still going to every single floor trying to have the&lt;br /&gt;luck to find her son, even if it made her tired and all. By the look of her, she&lt;br /&gt;should be pretty old already, even her son had white hair! I'm very touched by&lt;br /&gt;what she did. The unconditional love she had for her son..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was like sooo stunned. I didn't realise that my dad was capable of such&lt;br /&gt;subtle feelings. I know. I know. He gets kinda sad what our fishes die but that&lt;br /&gt;didn't hit me as hard as this one. He cared. He truly cared. That really shows me&lt;br /&gt;that he's quite an emo person. like REALLY emo. But that's good i guess..........&lt;br /&gt;He's "full o'th milk of human kindness" (quote from Macbeth). And as I processed&lt;br /&gt;his words in my mind, i felt that he was right. VERY right indeed. That was the&lt;br /&gt;love people should give to each other.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to love one another as yourself&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;If&lt;br /&gt;everybody loves everybody else, the world would be a much better place.&lt;br /&gt;(forgive me for sounding cliche) Anyway, isn't it great to have World Peace?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! and I genuinely hope it'll come true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116455833323719670?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116455833323719670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116455833323719670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116455833323719670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116455833323719670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116445099953775999</id><published>2006-11-25T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:41:46.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OH HAPPY DAY! OH HAPPY DAY! hahahas. Im so happy today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I went swimming this morning for about 1 and a half hours with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dad and after that, we ate Fish and Chips, a large Shepherd's Pie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and drank a Soup of The Day with a puff on top of it. It was sooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nice! hahaha! Then we headed home. And the sky was overcast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;by dark grey clouds. Thank God it didn't rain when we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;swimming... It was bright and sunny then. heehee! Ughh.. but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;think i grew darker!!!! Sighhhhhhh.. gotta use whitening face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;masques again! XD But oh well, at least it didnt rain! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!... Search for "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aspoonfullofsugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" on imagestation, and you'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;be able to see the pictures taken from New Zealand! Yippeee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But there's like 200+ of them, and much more yet to be uploaded too.&lt;br /&gt;So happy viewing!!! And sorry about the photos being all over the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;place. Some are not in order and don't ask me why. hahahahahahas/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116445099953775999?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116445099953775999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116445099953775999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116445099953775999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116445099953775999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-happy-day-oh-happy-day-hahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116444971438090274</id><published>2006-11-25T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:37:08.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a memorable day. I was going through the photos&lt;br /&gt;taken from New Zealand when suddenly, I felt my heartbeat racing&lt;br /&gt;with itself. Getting faster and faster with every passing second. I&lt;br /&gt;was really afraid. Didn't know what to do. I told my parents. They&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what to do either. The last time something like this&lt;br /&gt;happened, they took me to the hospital, and found that there's&lt;br /&gt;nothing wrong with me in the end, after all those checkups and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I told them i wanna go out and cool down. I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with myself. But I dunno why, I didn't wanna stay at&lt;br /&gt;home either. So they took me out and drove around. Then to Mount&lt;br /&gt;Faber and stopped there for a while. During that time, we were&lt;br /&gt;listening to a tape on the gospel of Christ. Many questions came to&lt;br /&gt;me. Did you seek God's help? Did you ignore him all this while?&lt;br /&gt;Did you talk to him with all your heart, all your soul and all your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Are you living the way he wants you to live? When i reviewed the&lt;br /&gt;questions, my mind was weak. And my heart felt sore. It started&lt;br /&gt;beating faster, to a point when I thought i was going to have a heart&lt;br /&gt;attack any minute then. I thought of what I could have done&lt;br /&gt;previously. Would I have lived a different life if I knew that today&lt;br /&gt;was the last day of my life? Would I have done something better,&lt;br /&gt;something that's in favour of God/?... There were so many things going&lt;br /&gt;through my mind. And i just closed my eyes and before I knew it, I&lt;br /&gt;was fast asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i eventually woke up, I was already in the carpark below our&lt;br /&gt;house. But I felt different. I felt a need to correct everything in my&lt;br /&gt;life that God doesn't fancy. I need to do it soon. I cannot procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;like i always did. Because you'll never know when your life might end.&lt;br /&gt;And I definitely do not want to look back at it, regretting that I haven't&lt;br /&gt;done enough as a christian, as a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole incident made me realise the vulnerability of our lives. And&lt;br /&gt;God brought it across to me through this incident. And I thank him for&lt;br /&gt;that. I thank him for telling me early, rather than late. When I was home,&lt;br /&gt;i flipped through the first few pages of the Study Bible i had. It said that&lt;br /&gt;we need to READ. THNK. PRAY. LIVE. Have I done that? I have read&lt;br /&gt;it. Did I think about what God wants to say to me each time i read it?&lt;br /&gt;Did i pray like I'm having a conversation with him? Did I only ask and&lt;br /&gt;thank him but never listens to his response? I always say that I'm a&lt;br /&gt;christian, but am I living a christian life? The answer to all these is simply,&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I reflect, I began to think more clearly. I DID NOT want to live life&lt;br /&gt;like I have been living it. I want to really know God. To know him even&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't miss this: When you live the Word, you truly&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;" I came so they can have real and eternal life, more and better life than&lt;br /&gt;they ever dreamed of" (John 10)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116444971438090274?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116444971438090274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116444971438090274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116444971438090274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116444971438090274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-was-memorable-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116435630870172355</id><published>2006-11-24T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:35:36.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahhahahhahahas. Im soooo happy today! I didn't have to&lt;br /&gt;work with THAT LADY for CIP!! and I took a RED LONDON&lt;br /&gt;CAB home!!! YAY!!! The cab driver kept smiling to himself.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno for what?! Anyway, i had 3 seats to myself!! There's&lt;br /&gt;so much space around me that it makes me think it's such a&lt;br /&gt;waste to have only one passenger when it can hold up to 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG&gt; But it was SUPER DUPER nice to be in it. And I didn't&lt;br /&gt;wanna leave it. well, actually i didn't KNOW how to. I thought&lt;br /&gt;i windscreen thingy was the door knob(whatever you call it)&lt;br /&gt;and the WINDOW OPENED!!! hahahahahas so funnny!......&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing at myself and was also laughed at by the driver.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk! made a fool out of myself again! Sighhh.. hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;but I'm feeling too happy to be angry with myself. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, what good is there to a person not being a fool when&lt;br /&gt;she's born on April Fools' Day anyway? hahaha. Okay, that&lt;br /&gt;didn't quite make sense. But if you get me, good for you. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uploading the pictures from NZ onto imagestation now.&lt;br /&gt;Later, i'll put the url or something here, k? In case you're&lt;br /&gt;interested in my photos. Sorry for the many scenery pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i really couldn't resist it. It is SOOOOOO Nice... And every&lt;br /&gt;time i see it, i'll Thank God for all he's made. I guess if you&lt;br /&gt;wanna be in direct contact with the natural side of the&lt;br /&gt;environment, then New Zealand is really not a bad place to go&lt;br /&gt;to. heehee. I really wanna go there again. But I wanna go&lt;br /&gt;to the South Island. People say that place is really nice. And&lt;br /&gt;NATURAL&gt;!!! OMG.. this reminds me of the New Zealand's&lt;br /&gt;Natural Ice cream we ate. zOMG! the kiwi fruits on top simply&lt;br /&gt;neutralises the sweetness of the vanilla ice cream. haiii....&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? It's totally AWESOME right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i still remember aaron liked to say AWESOME and&lt;br /&gt;SWEET! (pronounced at SWATE in NZ accent) OMG!!! I miss&lt;br /&gt;aaron and paul. Somehow i think paul looks very very very very&lt;br /&gt;similar to the KFC guy. HAHAHAHHA! He's sooo funny!!!! NZ&lt;br /&gt;trip wouldnt be so fun without them. I can guarantee that. really.&lt;br /&gt;And it wouldn't be the same without friends! Those few days&lt;br /&gt;were sooo special to me. I just want you all to know that. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;It pulled us together. awww..... i guess we must treasure every&lt;br /&gt;moment we share now. cuz with all the exams coming, we'll not&lt;br /&gt;be aware of  how fast the time flies and with before you know it,&lt;br /&gt; it's all gonna be overrr/... secondary school life and all. I already&lt;br /&gt;miss the friends i'm not in the same class with now, how much&lt;br /&gt;will I miss those who eventually, won't be in the same class/&lt;br /&gt;school/(whatever) I'm in. Who knows?! but i dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all i'm trying to say is that we should all be nice to each&lt;br /&gt;other now. Or we can never get the chance to maybe even see&lt;br /&gt;each other again in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,, this is gonna make me cry soon, better go before anything&lt;br /&gt;starts. seeya!. CHEERS EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116435630870172355?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116435630870172355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116435630870172355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116435630870172355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116435630870172355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahhahahhahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116429181408896137</id><published>2006-11-23T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T06:30:08.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im soooo tired again. Finished reading a book. It's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta return it tomorrow. Then, did TYS. OMG! Those essay&lt;br /&gt;questions are sooooo annoying! They keep repeating! But that's&lt;br /&gt;why it's called TYS right? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;sighh. I can't think of anything already. All that's on my mind is&lt;br /&gt;ENZYMES! They are biological / oraganic catalysts made of&lt;br /&gt;proteins. They alter (speed up) the rate of chemical reaction&lt;br /&gt;without themselves being chemically changed (or consumed)&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the reaction. OMG! Now I'm gonna do Nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;Then, go to sleep. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll post tmr when my mood gets better. For now, I just wanna&lt;br /&gt;work my ass off and forget about everything else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah.. maybe I'll post the New Zealand pictures here tmr. Cos&lt;br /&gt;i just realised I forgot all about that wonderful trip.&lt;br /&gt;so, ciao for now. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116429181408896137?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116429181408896137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116429181408896137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116429181408896137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116429181408896137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-soooo-tired-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116429034558273645</id><published>2006-11-23T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T06:03:41.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, here's the answer to yesterday's riddle as I've promised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with one right leg?&lt;br /&gt;It's not like the baby has TWO RIGHT LEGS right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAH! tell me you got the joke.&lt;br /&gt;It's sooooo funny.. hahahahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116429034558273645?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116429034558273645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116429034558273645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116429034558273645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116429034558273645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-heres-answer-to-yesterdays-riddle.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116420711907217121</id><published>2006-11-22T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:52:47.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad gave me a riddle today. It's really funny. At least, I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;So here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a baby and if he/she has only one right leg, will you still&lt;br /&gt;want him/her? And why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you want the answer, wait for tomorrow's post. XDD&lt;br /&gt;Happy Guessing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S You might not find the question funny.&lt;br /&gt;But the answer is really ridiculous and silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116420711907217121?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116420711907217121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116420711907217121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420711907217121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420711907217121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/dad-gave-me-riddle-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116420614965962212</id><published>2006-11-22T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:40:35.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOOO! Finally got to go and tighten my braces and get&lt;br /&gt;the colour changed! It's turquoise and light blue now. Mum&lt;br /&gt;warned me not to choose the Christmas colours before that.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. of course i won't want Christmas coloured braces!!!&lt;br /&gt;It'll look gross on me. Although i really like Christmas. I mean,&lt;br /&gt;LOVE Christmas. It's like the BEST day of the year!!! I even&lt;br /&gt;danced to the beat of the Christmas song in the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;today. Hope nobody caught me in the act. :P HAHAHHAS!&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?! Mum bought me 'The Message' and a top&lt;br /&gt;from ebase for me today and said it was my Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;Woah! a bit early right? I'm not prepared for it. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;But when will I be anyway?.. so yeah. Thanks Mum!&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to read this. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG! I saw Mrs Serena Chan coming down the escalator&lt;br /&gt;in Parkway Parade and I WANTED TO HIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;even if it's a hole in the ground or in some smelly toilet !!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH! she saw me. I smiled and waved. She took a while to&lt;br /&gt;realise who i was. Then shot back a fakkkeeeeeeee 'SMILE'.&lt;br /&gt;sighh. how miserable can life get? I just wish she won't be my&lt;br /&gt;art teacher next year. or I'm doomed. And you all know why. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116420614965962212?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116420614965962212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116420614965962212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420614965962212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420614965962212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/woohooo-finally-got-to-go-and-tighten.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116420483255342987</id><published>2006-11-22T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:15:07.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came back from CIP! and BOY! am I relieved that I&lt;br /&gt;didn't see THAT LADY today. The whole thing went well !!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. :) I borrowed some language books. They teach&lt;br /&gt;you how to pronounce and use words in other languages.&lt;br /&gt;Spanish, Korean and Jap! YAY! I'm gonna put my heart and&lt;br /&gt;soul into learning them. Then i can watch movies without&lt;br /&gt;reading subtitles anymore!!! Esp. KOREAN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SARANGHAEYO (iloveyou), JOO JI HOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116420483255342987?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116420483255342987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116420483255342987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420483255342987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420483255342987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-came-back-from-cip-and-boy-am-i_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116420424142491123</id><published>2006-11-22T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:04:01.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAs.... I can't help but laugh at my post from last night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crapping the whole way!!! hahahas. Guess I was happy and highhh........&lt;br /&gt;sighh, i'm always like that at night. tsktsk! and I'm always like that in the&lt;br /&gt;morning! HAH!                                                                                            uh oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116420424142491123?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116420424142491123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116420424142491123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420424142491123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420424142491123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahahahahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116420352903769729</id><published>2006-11-21T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T05:59:52.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ahhhh!! Just came back from the movies. Watched 'Step Up' with&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad at Great World City's GV. It was AWESOME! And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;now there's something to add onto my wanna-learn list. Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;WOW! SOOooo many things I really wanna learn. But time's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;always the main problem. oh well, maybe some other time... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remember, Procrastination is my middle name. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;OK. Lame. with a Capital L .&lt;br /&gt;Ughhh/..I'm so tired now. The sleepy-spell is on me, ahhhhh........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116420352903769729?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116420352903769729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116420352903769729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420352903769729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116420352903769729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahhhh-just-came-back-from-movies_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116410030488282223</id><published>2006-11-21T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:23:02.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's not such a fruitful day. I've been online for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;chatting and watching the next season of ANTM (Cycle 7, episode 10).&lt;br /&gt;My favourite's Caridee and she won the challenge! yay! but she didnt&lt;br /&gt;do so well for the video-shooting. Then she got into bottom two. And&lt;br /&gt;then saved by Jaeda who got out at last. (after being in the bottom 2&lt;br /&gt;for dunno-how-many times)&lt;br /&gt;After that, talked to so many people. That helped me while away the&lt;br /&gt;boredom for some time. (: Thank You every one of you!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mum came home with tarts (those that are edible), cakes and&lt;br /&gt;RUM BALLS! I LOVE RUM BALLS! They make me go HIGHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! and then, i was washing the dishes and Mum came in to&lt;br /&gt;wash her hands. And guess what she did? She thought my shorts were&lt;br /&gt;the hand towel and she dried her hands with them!!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;As blurr as her daughter ... I guess anyone could have guessed&lt;br /&gt;we're related, can they not? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116410030488282223?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116410030488282223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116410030488282223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116410030488282223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116410030488282223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-not-such-fruitful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116408254717565923</id><published>2006-11-21T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:18:50.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is solely dedicated to YOU!&lt;br /&gt;the one whose birthday's today.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;HAVE A SMASHING YEAR AHEAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116408254717565923?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116408254717565923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116408254717565923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116408254717565923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116408254717565923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-to-you-this-is-solely.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116408730392730178</id><published>2006-11-20T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:35:03.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mary Poppins - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Spoken]In ev'ry job that must be done&lt;br /&gt;There is an element of fun&lt;br /&gt;You find the fun and snap!&lt;br /&gt;The job's a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sung]And ev'ry task you undertake&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a piece of cake&lt;br /&gt;A lark! A spree! It's very clear to see&lt;br /&gt;that a....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down-wown&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;In a most delightful way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A robin feathering his nest&lt;br /&gt;Has very little time to rest&lt;br /&gt;While gathering his bits of twine and twig&lt;br /&gt;Though quite intent in his pursuit&lt;br /&gt;He has a merry tune to toot&lt;br /&gt;He knows a song will move the job along&lt;br /&gt;that a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down-wown&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;In a most delightful way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;The honey bee that fetch the nectar&lt;br /&gt;From the flowers to the comb&lt;br /&gt;Never tire of ever buzzing to and fro&lt;br /&gt;Because they take a little nip&lt;br /&gt;From ev'ry flower that they sip&lt;br /&gt;And hence (And hence),&lt;br /&gt;They find (They find)&lt;br /&gt;Their task is not a grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down-wown&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;In a most delightful way... XDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116408730392730178?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116408730392730178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116408730392730178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116408730392730178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116408730392730178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/mary-poppins-spokenin-evry-job-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116402137066746103</id><published>2006-11-20T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:20:35.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ohhh... im so tired today.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am. (considered early)&lt;br /&gt;went for CIP at a certain library i do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wish to mention. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;waited outside library, 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;before rachel finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;sighh... &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; late!&lt;br /&gt;although this time i'm glad i didnt have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wait for 45 minutes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, did straightening of books.&lt;br /&gt;Second, aligned 30 chairs.&lt;br /&gt;Third, found this really nice book.&lt;br /&gt;Forth, decided to show it to Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, got caught reading.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, assigned to a lady each for shelving.&lt;br /&gt;THAT's when it all started......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the UNlucky one.&lt;br /&gt;got this lady who kept complaining about&lt;br /&gt;almost EVERYTHING that she comes&lt;br /&gt;across. Obviously, I am one of the THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;UGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept shoving books into me.&lt;br /&gt;Told me to shelve them.&lt;br /&gt;Expected me to know everything SHE knows.&lt;br /&gt;(which i dont, cuz this is only my second day)&lt;br /&gt;Was studying tags on shelves.&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded for being slowwww....&lt;br /&gt;Got shouted at. Got hurt. Wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard her talking to the other staff.&lt;br /&gt;In cantonese. WHY CANTONESE?&lt;br /&gt;Why something I understand?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Complaining about CIP students (me)&lt;br /&gt;Having to tag along with them.&lt;br /&gt;(well, hello?! you think i want to?)&lt;br /&gt;Making them slower.&lt;br /&gt;(okay, i agree to that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was emotionally abused.&lt;br /&gt;A tear or two came. Blinked them back.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to agreed with her.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after something was said.&lt;br /&gt;That shut her up a little. I recovered.&lt;br /&gt;She pushed another trolley out&lt;br /&gt;complaining about her miserable life&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;Tried hard not to talk back.&lt;br /&gt;Shelved the whole trolley of books by&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't see her anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;She cheated. Didnt do anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told Rachel about my plight.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathised with me.&lt;br /&gt;Felt better.&lt;br /&gt;Told me what 'her lady' told her.&lt;br /&gt;That 'my lady' talks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Is always whining.&lt;br /&gt;No one really likes her.&lt;br /&gt;Feels kinda bad for her.&lt;br /&gt;but hopes never have to work with&lt;br /&gt;her again. EVER!&lt;br /&gt;Goes home. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116402137066746103?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116402137066746103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116402137066746103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116402137066746103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116402137066746103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8771404.post-116401793735044988</id><published>2006-11-20T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:21:09.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy!&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my NEW blog!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to val, all these have been&lt;br /&gt;made possible! :) hees..&lt;br /&gt;anyways, let's just hope this'll not end&lt;br /&gt;up like my other old blogs.&lt;br /&gt;abandoned. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8771404-116401793735044988?l=-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/feeds/116401793735044988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8771404&amp;postID=116401793735044988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116401793735044988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8771404/posts/default/116401793735044988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-a-spoon-full-of-sugar-.blogspot.com/2006/11/heyy-welcome-to-my-new-blog-and-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Novelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02512638951461318604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
